As I mentioned in my last entry, I would often get off in the girls' bathroom at church. A few times I did it on my own, then I started inviting a friend or two.
The first time I masturbated in the girls' bathroom at church, I was 14. I was just randomly horny all morning, and during service I had excused myself, went into a stall and just quickly rubbed one out. The more I made a habit of this, not too often though to keep from suspicion, the more I noticed, no one really came in here during the service. Each time, I would get more daring, pulling my panties down more, leaving the stall door open, to even one time getting fully naked with the stall door left open. The most daring time was when I stripped completely naked and sat on the large sink rubbing myself while watching myself in the big mirror.
Then, one Sunday, I wanted to use the girls' bathroom and my friend (Sara) was with me and wanted to go to. Damn. So, we both went in and she went in one stall and I went in mine. I could tell she was peeing, and I tried to quickly and quietly rub myself as she did. When she finished washing her hands, she asked me what was taking so long. I was close and stifled a response, then had to give up. I came out of the stall. She looked at me and giggled. My face couldn't hide what I was up to. She just said, "Omg, really? here? why?" I explained to her that it just felt so naughty, that we're in a good girl place doing not good girl things. I lowered my blouse to expose my boob at the mirror as I explained this to her. She quietly stared in the mirror with me. Then she touched my nipple. As her hand explored my breast, my hand ventured down my skirt and I finished what I had started in the stall. After I came, Sara whispered in my ear, "I don't want to be a good girl, either."
The following Sunday, during bible study groups, we both went to the girls' bathroom. This time, we both showed each other our boobs, touched each other's nipples for a little bit, then went into separate stalls to rub off. We tried to keep quiet but hearing each other just turned us on even more. This little get together of ours went on for a while. We'd mostly keep to our stalls after looking at each other's boobs. A couple times, she watched me with my stall door open. One time, she even tasted my fingers after, but we didn't do too much beyond touching each other's nipples. Sara had beautiful smallish, perky puffy boobs with bright pink nipples. I had squishy melons with tan nipples. And, we had wonderful moments getting looks and touches at each other's growing breasts, and one time we did compare and explore our bodies all over (story for another time).
We also invited a couple more girls, but that will have to be a story for another time...
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